So on Saturday, I got smacked in the face. I've been snacking on Advil for a few days, musing on violence and its somewhat surprising (to me, anyway) impact. A month and a half ago, a women across the hall from my apartment threw herself out the window, and a few days ago some very angry dude decided that my face needed a redesign.
Unprovoked violence is evil. I've had headaches, my neck hurts, I'm spitting a bit of blood, and I think I'm going to have to get checked out by an ear, nose, and throat person. My family is freaked out and upset. More than that, I've been jumpy, looking over my shoulder and generally just worried about sudden movements. Violence messes your head up and dehumanizes everyone involved. And this wasn't very bad, it's just one sucker punch to the face. Lots of people get it much worse every day, and start in much worse condition with limited family support.
The psychological impact of violence was pretty unexpected. It makes me less trusting, more prone to withdraw, full of rage, and more suspicious.
I do not understand why pacifism and/or the avoidance of war are sneered at.